At this point I was getting awfully tired at times but I was getting used to the whole bald thing. There were a few advantages in that I was not in need of any hair products or styling tools, bad hair days, hat head, etc. Plus it took me no time at all to get ready to go out anywhere.
|Better Cocktails - Punta Cana 2010|
There were other side effects that had begun as well. Whenever I was in a place with bright fluorescent lights, like department stores, my eyes would start to water. A lot. I would walk through a store and it probably looked like I was crying like a complete idiot. I wasn’t and I couldn’t stop it from happening. It got to the point where I would always carry Kleenex with me. I didn’t have to worry about my mascara running down my face because I had no eyelashes to put mascara on anymore anyways. Always an upside if you care to look.
|Looking Dumb - Lake Erie 2011|
I had also developed “chemo brain”. Although there is still much research being done in this area, chemo brain really does exist. It is sometimes described as a “mild cognitive impairment” and might be defined as being unable to remember certain things and having trouble finishing certain tasks or learning new things. To me I was just plain dumb. I mean really stupid. Sometimes I would simply blank out. I could be in the middle of a sentence and forget what I was talking about. I couldn’t remember common words or I just couldn’t find the right words. It was like I was searching my word databases in my brain but I couldn’t see anything because it was so foggy. Or I could be talking to someone and then I wasn’t sure if I was saying something out loud or if I was just thinking it in my head.
|Always by my side - November 2006|
I was very blessed that my husband did not seem to care about my looks and my super freakiness in the least. He just kept loving me the way I was. So I was fat, bald and dumb as a doorknob but I was loved. Truly loved.
Super Freak - Rick James